[Gunnair]

Freakinoldguy Freakinoldguy:

Hyack Hyack:

Freakinoldguy Freakinoldguy:

Maybe that was you I kept passing on my way back to the ship from Big Bad
Johns.

Still dribbling peanut shells???

Till I got to the doc it wasn't just the peanut shells I was dribbling.

A night at the Kings, eh?

[Freakinoldguy]

To be fair, in my youth, that was known to happen.

That's where we took a bunch of kipper submariners to discretely show them the indigenous population, the only problem was one of them took a look around and started shouting where's the fucking indians.

Nice guys, not to bright, must be all that CO2 in that tube they lived in.